[ is there any appropriate social context for talking about how much you love violence with total strangers? probably not, but eridan does it with everybody. boldly forging new human social territory here, that's him.
but still! that question (he takes it as a question) about his ttly cool alien biology has his eyes lighting up, fins lifting just that millimeter or so higher to indicate... something, some weird alien bullshit. ]
I'm a sea dweller. [ and he finishes off that first bit of fish, going back for another. cold fish isn't exactly... you know, good, but now he feels kind of obligated to keep going. ] Penultimate on the hemospectrum, rulin' caste. See, you got your normal land dwellers - finless sacks a sad sand stompin' off-color shit they are - all dwellin' the land and whatnot, and then you got your sea dwellers. Wiolet bloods for folk like me, fuchsia for Empress caste.
[ this is an incredibly bare-bones explanation because fuck if i'm going to write out the hemospectrum talk all over again. dear god. ]
We're brinesuckers. Gills, fins, float bladders, expandin' and contractin' bladder-based aquatic wascular systems - you get the idea. Raw fish ain't nothin' to my kind.
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[ is there any appropriate social context for talking about how much you love violence with total strangers? probably not, but eridan does it with everybody. boldly forging new human social territory here, that's him.
but still! that question (he takes it as a question) about his ttly cool alien biology has his eyes lighting up, fins lifting just that millimeter or so higher to indicate... something, some weird alien bullshit. ]
I'm a sea dweller. [ and he finishes off that first bit of fish, going back for another. cold fish isn't exactly... you know, good, but now he feels kind of obligated to keep going. ] Penultimate on the hemospectrum, rulin' caste. See, you got your normal land dwellers - finless sacks a sad sand stompin' off-color shit they are - all dwellin' the land and whatnot, and then you got your sea dwellers. Wiolet bloods for folk like me, fuchsia for Empress caste.
[ this is an incredibly bare-bones explanation because fuck if i'm going to write out the hemospectrum talk all over again. dear god. ]
We're brinesuckers. Gills, fins, float bladders, expandin' and contractin' bladder-based aquatic wascular systems - you get the idea. Raw fish ain't nothin' to my kind.